System crash? I prove it with my control panel!

However, putting aside the many doubts surrounding Chu Feng.

Liang Jiu's words still made Chen Wen feel uncomfortable.

Deep down, he was still the kind of aristocrat who looked down on everyone from families less well-off than himself.

The dynasty he spoke of was, in the end, nothing more than a larger and more stable aristocratic family.

Although he was young, he had already been raised to be arrogant and to judge people by their birth.

They are not on the same path as themselves.

He's only being so kind to me because he's unsure of his own identity.

But the truth will eventually come out, and one day he will find out about his origins.

The others will also find out.

Then they will realize that they are just a young master from a collateral branch of a poor Foundation Establishment family who is a bit luckier.

At that time, there might be some face-slapping scenes that viewers love to see...

The morning mist had not yet dissipated.

Chen Wen, Chu Feng, Xiao Hongyu, and two others walked together onto the platform as the first rays of dawn appeared.

The four arrived early and found a spot that was neither too far nor too close, with a good view, where they each sat cross-legged on a jade futon.

From here, you can see the backs of the inner disciples sitting at the very front.

Although they were in the same room and received the same introductory lectures, there seemed to be an invisible barrier between them.

Many outer disciples stared intently at their retreating figures, wishing they could take their place.

Having learned from past experiences, Chen Wen and the others did not chat idly, but waited patiently for the sermon to begin.

As time progressed to Chen Shi (7-9 AM).

A green figure suddenly descended onto the high platform ahead, the cloud patterns on its sleeves lifelike.

It seems that the person teaching me is also a disciple, unlike what I previously knew about Master Zifu personally instructing me...

Chen Wen understood.

Seeing that people had already arrived on the platform, everyone sat up straight, straightened their backs, focused their minds, and listened attentively.

The square was silent.

The young cultivator on the stage had a refined and slender face. His gaze swept over the sea of ​​heads as he spoke in a clear voice:

"I am Li Xuan, an inner disciple. For the next three months, I will be teaching you Xuanwen. You must all be diligent..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xuan raised his right hand and seemingly casually traced a line in the air with his index finger.

As the light flowed from his fingertips, a strange symbol with a complex structure and strokes containing an indescribable rhythm and power slowly condensed in mid-air, emitting a faint glow.

"This character is '天' (heaven)."

Li Xuan's voice was clear and resonant, each word distinct, reaching everyone's ears.

He did not rush to explain the strokes, but let the symbol linger for a moment, allowing the disciples below the stage to observe its shape and feel its rhythm.

Immediately, a flash of inspiration struck at his fingertips, and he began to disassemble it:

"Observing its form, it resembles the vast sky covering everything; examining its principles, it subtly aligns with the movement of the stars in the heavens and the rising and falling of yin and yang..."

"This was created by ancient cultivators who looked up at the universe, observed all things, and traced the marks of the Great Dao."

"To understand its form is important, but to truly grasp its meaning is even more so—supreme, vast, impartial, and far-reaching, ceaselessly operating and encompassing all things..."

Li Xuan's explanations were both profound and easy to understand. He not only analyzed the structure of the characters but also extended the profound principles of heaven and earth they represented and their various meanings in cultivation.

It quoted a large number of classic works, allowing everyone to browse them on their own.

The disciples below the stage reacted in different ways: some frowned, stared intently at the symbols, and desperately tried to memorize the stroke order;

Some people closed their eyes and meditated, trying to capture the "artistic conception" described in Li Xuan's words;

Some people looked bewildered, feeling that the strokes were twisted and complicated, like a book written in the heavens.

...

Chen Wen listened with rapt attention.

Every word Li Xuan said was like a pebble thrown into a lake of his heart, creating ripples.

Those seemingly abstract symbols gradually came to life in his eyes.

The comprehension gained after mastering the "Common Language" makes it easy to understand.

He vaguely sensed that these "mysterious characters" were not rigid graphics, but rather living things that were constantly changing.

The morning flew by.

Besides explaining, he also had everyone practice, spell, and correct their pronunciation...

Chen Wen originally thought that writing one word a day was too slow.

It seems that one word a day is the limit now.

He was already considered one of the best among the crowd.

Liang Jiu, who was standing next to him, was stunned. Although he didn't understand the words, he was impressed by their meaning.

In a drowsy state, I inadvertently caught a glimpse of Chen Wen's entranced expression and secretly gritted my teeth. Could it be that I, with my superior-grade spiritual root, am going to be outdone by this guy who got in through connections?!

He glanced at Xiao Hongyu again; although she looked confused, she was listening attentively.

On the other side, Chu Feng frowned deeply. He had just been relieved that someone was dumber than him when he saw that the person was holding a small awl and would prick him as soon as he felt tired.

He immediately perked up, dared not be distracted any longer, and gritted his teeth to continue listening to the lecture.

However, at this very moment...

Li Xuandao said, "Having come this far, diligently practice your depiction, grasp its essence, and then disperse!"

Before he could finish speaking, he had already transformed into a rainbow and vanished into the distance.

Only the lingering sound remains.

Chen Wen, who was listening intently, was taken aback. Why did he get this feeling of a Gen Z teacher rushing to the cafeteria after class...?

Later, Zhao Ming came forward to explain:

"Free time in the afternoon. You can visit the library to read books or relax and unwind."

After saying this, he turned and left.

This time, there was no immediate uproar in the square.

Many disciples were still immersed in the lecture they had just received, or seemed to be deep in thought.

Some people let out a long sigh, their faces showing fatigue, clearly having exhausted a lot of energy.

Chen Wen was the same.

Just like hearing the school bell ring in a past life, as soon as I relaxed, a wave of weariness suddenly washed over me, and I wished I could just lie down and sleep.

However, he still forced himself to get up. This symptom was caused by mental exhaustion. He just needed to go back, eat something, and rest.

Looking up, one sees mostly people with troubled expressions, and there are quite a few like Liang Jiu who don't understand.

"Chu Feng, how are you feeling?"

Chen Wenshun helped Chu Feng, who was struggling to get up, and asked.

Chu Feng pursed his pale lips and whispered, "Thank you. It's a bit difficult to learn, but I'll get it. It's just a little painful..."

"pain?"

Chen Wen was stunned for a moment, and after looking him over, he was surprised to find that there were streaks of blood on his trouser leg.

Chu Feng then put the small awl into his pocket.

Chen Wen then realized that this was the method he had used to refresh himself.

How foolish! Using a cross to refresh yourself!

Chen Wen was both amused and exasperated. He hadn't expected Chu Feng to be so ruthless towards him. He didn't believe there wasn't some deep-seated grievance or hatred involved.

But he still helped him leave.

If such people gain power in the future, they will surely be extraordinary, and it would be good to befriend them.

Chu Feng was slightly taken aback, but he still did not refuse Chen Wen's help and slowly walked back.

Liang Jiu looked grim. He had spent most of the morning in a daze, only remembering to study properly at the very end, but it was already over.

Watching Chen Wen and his companion's departing figures, his face darkened, a bitter feeling rising in his heart, but his words remained firm:

"Hmph, they're just two useless people with mid-grade spiritual roots. What's the point of studying so hard? It's just a waste of effort..."

"Liang Jiu, let's go! What are you standing there for?"

Xiao Hongyu tugged at his sleeve, urging him on.

Liang Jiu snapped out of his daze and instantly put on a fawning smile: "Sister Yu, I was just so engrossed in Senior Brother Li Xuan's lecture that I couldn't tear myself away..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Hongyu clapped her hands and exclaimed in delight, "Really? There are some parts I don't understand. Could you explain them to me?"

"This...this..."

Cold sweat beaded on Liang Jiu's forehead, his eyes darting around. Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him, and he said in a deliberately profound tone:

"As the saying goes, the law should not be easily passed on; what you understand through your own enlightenment is truly yours. Sister Yu, do you understand?"

"Hmph, if you don't want to teach, just say so! You're so stingy!"

Xiao Hongyu glared at him angrily, then turned and left.

"Jade..."

Liang Jiu panicked immediately, but dared not try to comfort him, otherwise he would expose the fact that he didn't know how...

He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "As the saying goes, 'Among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me.' I, Liang Jiu, am not ashamed to ask questions!"

Having found a way to save face, he quickly and obsequiously pulled aside a disciple with the same superior spiritual root to ask for guidance...

......

On the other side...

Chen Wen didn't rest on the way either, exchanging and discussing the lessons he taught in the morning with Chu Feng.

This is about mutual exchange, drawing inferences from one instance to another, and making progress together.

Chu Feng also enthusiastically shared his insights.

However, Chu Feng became increasingly alarmed as he listened to what Chen Wen shared, and he tried to ask a few more questions.

Chen Wendu answered them one by one.

Chu Feng thought to himself: This person... is simply a monster!

In just one morning, he mastered the character.

His eyes flickered; if he possessed such comprehension, he feared the village chief's grudge would be...

Sudden.

A slight commotion suddenly arose from the crowd ahead, and they automatically parted to make way for each other.

Several arrogant young men dressed in white robes walked towards them, the one in the lead being Bai Zhantang, who had lost the first-class room yesterday.

His eyes were coldly scanning Chen Wen and his group's direction, and finally, his gaze was fixed on Chu Feng... and Chen Wen beside him.

Bai Zhantang, along with several of his former roommates who had been taken in as his followers, blocked Chen Wen and his companion's path.

He first glanced at Chu Feng with disdain, then carefully examined Chen Wen, knowing that this person was personally sent by a core disciple.

I inquired about it yesterday, and I've never heard of the Chen family they mentioned. But since they have a core disciple backing them now, it's best not to offend them if possible.

He gave a stiff smile:

"Brother, I need to speak with your friend beside you about something. Could you do me a favor?"

Seeing the other party's aggressive approach, Chen Wen frowned slightly and was about to speak when Chu Feng gently pressed down on his arm.

Chu Feng took half a step forward, facing Bai Zhantang directly. His voice was somewhat hoarse from exhaustion, but unusually calm:

"The ownership of the Class A rooms at Baizhan Hall was decided yesterday. What are your plans?"

The fake smile on Bai Zhantang's face vanished instantly. His gaze swept across Chu Feng's pale face and the faint bloodstains on his trousers like a knife, and he sneered:

"Conclusion? It's just that I didn't go all out yesterday, which allowed you to get away with it."

"What's wrong? You can't even stand up straight anymore?"

"It seems that Senior Brother Li's lesson today exhausted some people's minds. With such aptitude, do they even deserve to occupy the best resources? Be careful in the meantime, Qingchi Peak is not peaceful, lest someone use dirty tricks to cripple you..."

The young followers behind him also sneered at the opportune moment, sizing up Chu Feng with unfriendly eyes.

Hearing the threatening words, Chu Feng's forehead veins bulged, and he said coldly:

"What are you going to do about it?!"

Bai Zhantang spread his legs, pointed, and sneered:

"How about it? Spit out what doesn't belong to you, and by the way, kneel down and apologize to me, crawl between my legs, and we'll call it a day, hahaha~"

The henchmen and onlookers burst into laughter upon hearing this.

Chu Feng's face flushed red, he clenched his fists, and a hint of coldness flashed in his resolute eyes, but he still held back, thinking to himself, "Just bear with it, just bear with it a little longer. A gentleman's revenge is never too late..."

He quietly tugged at Jingwen's sleeve, signaling him to leave directly and ignore him.

"that..."

Chen Wen, always eager to help, immediately stepped forward upon receiving the hint of a request for assistance, gave him a reassuring look, and said:

"According to the sect's rules, all assigned housing is reserved. Unless one passes a written test or a cultivation challenge, no one may privately fight for or cause trouble; otherwise, they will be expelled from the sect."

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that Jing Wen had misunderstood. Oh no, a conflict was about to break out!

Bai Zhantang's eyes flashed sharply, clearly having been hit where it hurt.

He was well aware of the strict rules, especially with the newcomers gathered here under the watchful eyes of everyone.

His original intention was simply to humiliate Chu Feng in public and test whether he was a pushover so that Chu Feng would hand over the goods willingly.

Clearly, he made the right one.

But unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaojin appeared out of nowhere.

Bai Zhantang didn't want to clash with Chen Wen, so he deliberately ignored Chen Wen, stared at Chu Feng, readjusted his emotions, snorted coldly, and took a step closer.

"Sect rules?"

"The rules of the sect do not say that fellow disciples are not allowed to 'spar and exchange ideas', nor do they say that they are not allowed to 'accidentally' bump into each other while walking."

"Chu Feng, you look terrible, you can barely walk straight. Do you need a fellow disciple to help you?"

"Or, how about we have a proper 'discussion' about what we didn't finish yesterday?"

The threat in his words was undisguised.

Chu Feng's face turned pale upon hearing this.

Chen Wen stepped forward to help Chu Feng up, giving him a look that told him to stay focused and not embarrass himself, and kindly reminded him again:

"That... Article 72 of the sect rules states that any form of private fighting, threats, or harassment is strictly prohibited in disciples' residences and public areas such as preaching and cultivation areas. Violators will be punished with confinement or even expulsion from the sect."

"Brother Bai, I'm doing this for your own good. Your words and actions just now were witnessed by many of your fellow disciples. If someone with ill intentions uses this to make a big fuss, you'll be letting down the family's trust..."

Upon hearing this, Bai Zhantang's expression changed, a sense of unease creeping over him. He glared fiercely at Chen Wen and Chu Feng, then coldly snorted and uttered a harsh threat:

"This isn't over. You'd better have someone protecting you from now on!"

He immediately turned and left.

His underlings quickly followed.

As the excitement subsided, the onlookers dispersed.

Chu Feng was surprised that the situation was resolved so easily. His face showed gratitude, and he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"Brother Jingwen, thank you very much, but it's a shame you've been implicated. This person is reporting yesterday's events today, which shows how narrow-minded he is..."

"It's alright, I have a way."

Chen Wen waved his hand and continued walking forward, completely unconcerned.

He naturally knew that Bai Zhantang was vengeful and came from a powerful family.

However, helping Chu Feng out of his predicament was a decision Chen Wen made after careful consideration.

First of all, since we want to befriend Chu Feng, we can't just sit idly by, especially since he has already sent us a signal for help.

Secondly, Chen Wen genuinely felt that an eight-year-old child was far too vicious.

In my previous life, when I was eight years old, all I knew was to collect iced tea bottle caps every day to exchange for water.

So I really couldn't stand it.

I wanted to help, so I did. That's all.

Furthermore, this is the Qingming Sect. No matter what methods you use, if the sect rules don't allow it, then it doesn't allow it. The larger the sect, the stricter the rules. If Bai Zhantang wasn't a fool, he wouldn't want to challenge the Qingming Sect's bottom line.

Ultimately, none of us are officially disciples yet; the slightest mistake could result in being expelled...

On the way back, Chu Feng was noticeably more enthusiastic and talked more.

The two hit it off very well.

Chu Feng asked thoughtfully, "How do you know so much about the sect rules?"

Chen Wen smiled and said in a low voice, "When you come to a new place, you should at least know what you can and cannot do here..."

This is a lie.

Actually, Chen Wen was so bored on the way here that he could only hold the entry certificate and study it over and over again, which felt like reading an e-book in his head.

The more you see, the more you'll remember.

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